Dean chews on that for a second, biting the inside of his cheek as he tries to think of a way to approach this. Tact wasn't ever much of a strong point for him and these days he's found it frustrating since it feels like a big old time waster. It's so - so human to pussyfoot around each other. That's now how he was brought up on that cadaver table, Dean fighting off the urge to sneer. Behave. He's trying to be on his best behavior.
It's harder than it looks. Sam's real determined to keep throwing himself at the freaks out there and normally he wouldn't care if it was some other hunter. They're a dime a dozen. Y'know, basically human, which doesn't give 'em a free pass in his book. But it doesn't matter to Dean if there's one Sam or two or three. All he knows is he looks at Sam and he can't just lump him in with all the other humans.
"I think we should just leave the vampires alone," Dean says with a shrug. Feels a bit weird to go against Sam like this. They've had disagreements - well, him and the Sam back at the house - but he never really got used to it. Not since he got busted out of the labs.
"It's not like they're gunning for you," Dean adds after another moment.
That and they had to eat, he supposed. Seemed kind of a dick move to crash in on their dinner and start lopping heads. Then again, he wasn't exactly sure how to torture a vampire, so it wasn't like he could offer Sam lessons on Vampire Reeducation. The proto-demon has followed his brother down the street, remembering to keep his eyes down before anyone gets a real good luck at them. Probably should've brought the sunglasses but hey, he forgot.
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Date: 2010-10-27 11:31 am (UTC)It's harder than it looks. Sam's real determined to keep throwing himself at the freaks out there and normally he wouldn't care if it was some other hunter. They're a dime a dozen. Y'know, basically human, which doesn't give 'em a free pass in his book. But it doesn't matter to Dean if there's one Sam or two or three. All he knows is he looks at Sam and he can't just lump him in with all the other humans.
"I think we should just leave the vampires alone," Dean says with a shrug. Feels a bit weird to go against Sam like this. They've had disagreements - well, him and the Sam back at the house - but he never really got used to it. Not since he got busted out of the labs.
"It's not like they're gunning for you," Dean adds after another moment.
That and they had to eat, he supposed. Seemed kind of a dick move to crash in on their dinner and start lopping heads. Then again, he wasn't exactly sure how to torture a vampire, so it wasn't like he could offer Sam lessons on Vampire Reeducation. The proto-demon has followed his brother down the street, remembering to keep his eyes down before anyone gets a real good luck at them. Probably should've brought the sunglasses but hey, he forgot.